Dirt Made My Lunch
Dirt made my lunch
Dirt made my lunch
Thank you dirt
Thanks a bunch
For my salad, my sandwich, my milk and my munch
Because dirt you made my lunch
Dirt is a word we often use
When we talk about the earth beneath our shoes
It’s a place where plants can sink their toes
In a little while, a garden grows
A farmer's plow will tickle the ground
You know the earth has laughed when wheat is found.
The grain is taken and flour is ground,
For making a sandwich to munch on down.
A stubby green beard grows upon the land,
Out of the soil the grass will stand.
But under hoof it must bow,
For making milk by way of a cow.
